After weeks of endless sunshine rays Skies now painted in shades of greys No vibrant hues to meet the eye Just dreariness filled with a sigh The world seems colourless and bland As dampness settles across the land Yet the garden needs rain to pour And return it to splendour once more To quench the earth, revive its bloom To end the dryness and the gloom
Love you so much Treasured sons Beloved Mum xxxxx
Choppy waves at Porthmeor Not too inviting A few trying the surf Still and grey in the harbour Self drive boats Calm Red self drive boats The Jumbo boats have been out sailing
Sounds bloody nice
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